If I hadn’t been so frightened, I would have been fascinated by the silent communication between Jase and the wolf.
I soon realized that the wolf in front of us was a wolf-man too and that Jase was trying to protect me from him. I understood that the deep growling was kind of a language and that it was a threat.
Don’t run, I could hear Jase inside my head and I couldn’t do anything else except to nod.
No, I wouldn’t have run even if Jase had asked me to. I belonged to him. We would get out of this mess together.
I believed Jase. I had to.
Jase’s hands touched the snow and he shivered. Only a moment later I realized it wasn’t because of the cold snow, but pain. Pain… how come he couldn’t feel it? There was only distant information in my subconscious, telling me that Jase had transfor
